With the great storm almost upon us, here is how some of literature's most famous creations reacted (in Twitter format, naturally) to the worst that weather could throw at them...
@RobinsonCrusoe: Such a dismal sight I never saw! The sea went mountains high, and broke upon us every three or four minutes
@RobinsonCrusoe: I was in tenfold more horror of mind....I can by no words describe it
@RobinsonCrusoe: In this agony of mind, I made many vows hat if it would please God to spare my life, I would go directly home to my father
@KingLear: Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
@KingLear: Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain!
@KingLear: You sulphrous and thought-executing fires, Singe my white head!
@Kent: @KingLear Things that love night Love not such nights as these
@Kent: @KingLear Since I was a man, such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder...I never remember to have heard
@Beowulfpoet: Winds bestir evil storms, and air grows dusk, and the heavens weep
@Gandalf: For behold! The storm comes and now all friends should gather together, lest each singly be destroyed!
@Gandalf: Courage will be your best defence against the storm at hand
@Gimli: It was no ordinary storm. It was the ill will of Caradhras
@JaneEyre: Loud as the wind blew, near and deep as the thunder crashed, fierce and frequent as the lightning gleamed, I experienced no fear
@EllenDeanofWutheringHts: It was a very dark evening; the clouds appeared inclined to thunder, and I said we had better all sit down